Your criptic pleasures,
The food I need.
Your blood I feed off of,
Satisfies my greed.
I leave you with a pencil poked neck,
But you're my lover too,
And you hold my last breath.
That's why I love you.
In the night I rescue you, my dear,
When no one hears.
I silence your fears,
I'm always near.
You feel the heat in my mouth,
I lay you down.
You get horny no doubt,
I never frown.
I let my teeth escape,
I leave you with a pencil poked neck.
And me hidden by my cape,
I leave you with death. |
